NAME: "I'm Jolie Vanblough"
AGE: "I've managed to live for thirty-two years."
POSITION: "The Captain of my own crew."
TITLE: "The Tamest Bitch Of The Waters"
COLOR: "I'm like muddy rain water. That's my color."
APPEARANCE: "I ain't a pretty sight, 'specially with my left eye missing. Don't need that anyways, it was extra weight. So I wear a white eye patch over the empty socket. You would never catch my without my trusty sailin' hat. My hair, black as the waters, is usually tucked up underneath. I've got the body that of a bombshell cannon round, and my wear is strictly crab leather."
ARMOR: "I don't need something to protect me. The Gods are relentless, and if they will my death, so be it."
LIKES: "I love it when the crew co-operates, and I love it when the enemy runs in fear, only to have my sword jabbed through their ribs."
DISLIKES: "Over complication of something simple. Anything can be solved if you beat the shit out of it."
FEARS: "The sea is not to be feared, the only thing I fear is the weakness in myself, and the vulnerability of the people around me."
BACK STORY: (To be developed through narrative. Put things here as YOU discover more about your own character.)
PURPOSE: "To strike the sea with a new fear. The Gods are old, I am new and willing to shoot down anyone in my way."
GREATEST DESIRE: "Become immortal, a god, a legend of fear and terror to never be forgotten. The Black Sea will quiver at the sound of my name, and the sinking of ships will be the harbinger of my ruin."
WHAT WOULD YOU GIVE...: "What is there to not give? To become immortal; a god to the people in Sunken Harbors. I will obliterate anyone who challenges me, obliterate any island not wearing my flag, and I will personally throw everyone one by one off of my ship into the burning depths if they were to ever cross me."
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INVENTORY: IT'S A MYSTERY.